10 June 2012
People rush past me, Gotta get to the gate. Can't walk any slower now, Don't want to be late.
Ladies in uniform, Orange an black. Don't want bad seats now, Not at the back.
Finally I made it, Just sit back and relax. Flying across oceans, Through air at the max.
Landing comes last, And we're off again. Back through security, When will this end.
Sat on my sofa, With biscuits and tea. Away from the airport, A very happy me.
Airports • Opuss № I